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It Wasn't Meant to End This Way

	作词 : English, Walkyer
	Sometimes
	I believe that we're already dead
	Each day on the
	T.V. our last rights are read
	Some fair weather oil tanker bleeding its' load
	Powder keg powder plant ripe to explode.
	Mister Prime
	Minister hear what
	I say, Please
	Mister President listen
	I pray. You have the influence and you have the power
	To turn back the clocks on mankind's final hour.
	When death is the helmsman who steers "Jonah's Ark"
	Tomorrows an iceberg that lurks in the dark.
	The band plays our song... it's the
	Funeral March.

	zuò cí : English, Walkyer
	Sometimes
	I believe that we' re already dead
	Each day on the
	T. V. our last rights are read
	Some fair weather oil tanker bleeding its' load
	Powder keg powder plant ripe to explode.
	Mister Prime
	Minister hear what
	I say, Please
	Mister President listen
	I pray. You have the influence and you have the power
	To turn back the clocks on mankind' s final hour.
	When death is the helmsman who steers " Jonah' s Ark"
	Tomorrows an iceberg that lurks in the dark.
	The band plays our song... it' s the
	Funeral March.